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12/29/11

A few of my favorite posts of 2011

I'm sick. The girls are sick. There has been no school or outside of the house activities for over a week. My head is so full of snot, I am pretty sure if I bent over to clean up the shreds of wrapping paper littering our floor I would fall over. So. No writing (or cleaning) from me. Just reading.

If you're housebound as well and looking for good reading, here's my totally non-comprehensive listing of favorite blog posts from the year. These are some of the posts that stuck with me, for whatever reason. I am not listing amalah or dooce or anyone else with a quadrillion readers already. Perhaps you will discover your new favorite blog. They are listed in totally random order because I tried to alphabatize them and went cross-eyed.

If there is a heaven, Doing my Best is going there for sure, not only for her Crappy Day Present exchanges ("Making the world a better place, one crappy day present at a time!") but also for her informative, necessary posts about cleaning toilets and dishwashers and for letting us see the beauty that is this homecoming.

I have decided Marie Green is my real and true friend, even though we've never met. Because blogs are real life, okay? They are windows in our real lives; we share our ups and our downs. If I happened to live close enough, I would have totally broken down her door to hold her new baby. We're all here, she said this year. What a joy it is to have shared this part of her journey.

Another discovery of mine this year: Pamela. I keep commenting on her blog about wanting her to write a book, by which I mean her words deserve a large audience and the permanence of the printed page. But it is not my intention to malign blogging, because it gives us gifts like this, and this, and this. Those words don't have to be in book form to make them worthwhile, to make them magic.

I quite enjoy reading your posts too...not that you can tell because I tend to read late at night, after everyone is (hopefully) in bed and by then I do not usually have enough mental energy to figure out what to say in a comment (why, yes, I AM going to blame my lack of eloquence on being tired ;-)!), sigh. But I often wish I could figure out what to say to let you know that your post has touched me and made me stop and think. So, thank you! Thank you for being who you are and sharing yourself with the internets =)!!

Thank you so much for the shout out :). Your blog is at the top of my list always. I am so excited to read some new blogs thanks to your recommendations! I Hope you are feeling better- a head full of snot is no fun at all.

Aw, I think of you as a REAL friend too. Also, I'm catching up here (OBVS) and how delighted I was to see this link post! I agree with you about so much- Sarah IS wiser than her years. Tess KILLS me. Etc. Baby's crying gotta go.

yours truly

CBHM is raising Z (born April 2006) and E (born May 2009) in small-town Virginia with Chic Geek and Sweet Dog as companions in the journey. You can email her at cluelessbuthopeful (at) gmail (dot) com.

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